Chapter 623: with translation of chapter title

Jiang Liangjin not only didn't let her, but instead put his chin on her shoulder, "Not letting, unless baby feeds me a bite."

Mu Youyu was amused by his shameless look, and had no choice but to open the pudding box, scoop a spoonful and bring it to his lips, "Is that enough?"

Jiang Liangjin held the spoonful of pudding in his mouth, his arms still around her waist, "No, you can still feed me another bite."

Mu Youyu speechlessly scooped another spoonful and brought it to his lips; this time she didn't even have time to pull the spoon back before he seized her wrist.

She hadn't even had time to react when a light kiss landed on her lips.

His scheme succeeded, Jiang Liangjin loosened his hold on her and shifted a bit to the side.

Mu Youyu pushed the pudding box toward him, '... I'm not giving you any to eat.'

The palace servants lowered their eyes, feigning blindness.

On the steps, Mu Xin stood holding a hair dryer for who knows how long, then softly said, 'Did I come at a bad time?'

Mu Youyu sat up straight, tilted her head, 'No, brother, your timing is just right.'

When Mu Xin approached, Jiang Liangjin took the hair dryer from his hand, 'Let me do it.'

Mu Xin handed it to him, then without saying more, asked tentatively, 'Has Qing An not returned yet?'

Mu Youyu turned her body, leaning her back against Jiang Liangjin, 'Yeah, Brother Qing An has been busy lately; it's probably royal business.'

Mu Xin said nothing.

On the other side, the private club in the western district.

Qing An had just gotten away from the UN meeting and immediately rushed over nonstop.

He changed into a low-key dark casual outfit, fully armed, only his eyes showing.

Beside him followed a guard, who, like everyone else, wore an M Guo style suit, but was tall and thin, having no presence in the crowd.

The two entered the club's doors one after the other.

In the hall, since Shi Che left, no one has left; moreover, many who heard the news have rushed over, low conversation mingling with the light clink of cups and saucers.

Qing An walked straight to the second-floor booth in the main hall, where the view was open and he could take in the entire lobby at a glance.

He had just sat down when he heard the conversation from the booth downstairs, their tone excited.

'You actually showed up? Wasn't it said that person has been hiding for over a decade and never appears publicly?'

'Yes, Shi Che went to meet him.'

'Tsk, the person who tried to snipe him this time is probably in for bad luck, since You personally got involved.'

Qing An lowered his brows, swirling the wine in his cup; upon catching the word 'You', he slowly took a sip, not even lifting his eyelids.

He of course knew what these people were discussing.

The news of that fund being sniped had already spread through the circle just now; the information was bait he'd put out, aiming to catch You.

As for the sniper himself, he is currently swaying his wine glass, listening to them discuss him.

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The guard leaned in, voice extremely low: 'Your Highness, Shi Che is not present now; I heard he went to meet You, and the flow of those funds is currently being intercepted normally.'

'Putting out news of You to try to flush him out? No way, M Guo is his turf.'

Qing An gave a soft 'uh', 'Shi Che not being here is fine; let them keep intercepting.'

A few years ago, when he was still in M Guo, he had, in his royal capacity, sent You a cooperation invitation; the other side directly rejected it without reason, not even observing basic courtesy.

This was the first time, after he became the royal heir, that he'd been treated this way; he actually felt a bit indignant, and even his face couldn't save face.

Since then, Qing An has had no fondness for the codename You.

Moreover, he'd heard that Shi Che and that person were still on good terms; Shi Che... he could afford to not give the Shi family face.

But he had to give face to the Si'erwen and Weiwika families, so for this period he treated it like a game, just nibbling away bit by bit, never making a move himself.

If Qing An had made a move back then, it would have been easy to deal with, and You wasn't that big back then.

Unfortunately, that year Jun Chenling and Mu Xin had some trouble in Y Guo; he was busy accompanying them, so he didn't pay attention to this anymore.

Until recently, he happened to need some matters to practice on, and a brother of his reported that You's boldness keeps growing, already beginning to pry loose that line's old capital.

Qing An's eyes narrowed.

'He messed with his cake, how could he not come take a look?'

'Yes, Your Highness, I'll arrange that right away.'

The guard then reported: 'Your Highness, they last week over there probably lacked manpower, didn't react in time, letting us scoop up forty percent.'

'These past few days their defenses over there have been strengthened, the remaining funds have been locked down by them, our people here are still following up, trying to forge a complete evidence chain to get all of this in hand.'

Qing An gave an 'uh', 'Keep following, no rush; what I want is to lure You out.'

'Yes.'

Last week Qing An originally just wanted to send someone to probe You's depth, but he didn't expect the other side's response to be so much slower than he anticipated, directly swallowing forty percent of the funds.

Just forty percent, only enough to buy his little sister a tiny crown.

Qing An believed that this forty percent was entirely his due.

He snorted, 'That You, you'd better not let me catch you with a handle, otherwise I don't mind letting him know who really calls the shots on this M Guo turf.'

Things one shouldn't touch aren't even worthy of thought!

'Your Highness, mighty!'

The guard finished his praise, his mouth twitching; You and Shi Che have a deep relationship, Shi Che being the heir of a hidden Y Guo family, the two sides wouldn't really come to blows, would they?

No worries, no worries, Prince Xun Li will help Your Highness... right?

Qing An drawled, 'Keep someone watching Shi Che's side; tell me immediately of any movement.'

'Yes, Your Highness.'

Two minutes later, Qing An guessed Shi Che wouldn't be back, stood up, 'I'm off, going to buy some snacks to coax my little sister.'

He'll use the forty percent that was consumed.